Another early departure - we are walking by 7.30am. The trail follows a river until lunchtime. There is a side trail off to a waterfall, but it is more than a mile, so we decide to skip it. This turns out to be a bad decision. Stickbuilt later tells us 'I can't believe you didn't visit the waterfall. It was fantastic for a swim'. Oh well. The trail then climbs up on to Sugar Run Mountain, and heavy thunder starts. The storms seem to miss us so we keep on walking. We emerge onto the road at the top of the mountain, and 'Shakin' is there, in his car planning his next slack-pack, so he drives us the half-mile down the road the Woods Hole Hostel, where we have booked a B&B for the night.
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| The homestead at Woods Hole. |
The house is amazing - an old log cabin which has been renovated - we have the private room upstairs, and all the other hikers slum it in the hikers hostel which has been built at the bottom of the garden.
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| The hikers hostel |
The young couple - Michael and Neville - serve 14 hikers for dinner and breakfast the following day. She has been a primary school teacher and organises the hikers to help serve, clear and wash up.
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| From left Jaybird, Neville, Sequoia, Graham Cracker enjoying breakfast. |
The one night stay makes us homesick for the first time -we miss healthy food and dogs There are three dogs in the house - a labrador and two short-haired german pointers. The vegetable garden is amazing, and provides all the greens for the evening meal. Salad has been in short supply in our diet, and it tastes fantastic.
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| Ali on the verandah |
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| Vegetable garden at Woods Hole |
The story of the log cabin is quite romantic, and we find a handwritten account in one of the logbooks at a nearby shelter, so we photograph the page to remember the story:
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